Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Psychotic Pulse, artist - Bonded By Blood. Album song Feed the Beast, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 17.08.2009
Record label: Earache
Song language: English
Psychotic Pulse |
| Child had no mother |
| So he won’t be missed |
| All planned at the age of ten |
| What a terrible twist |
| Innocent mind of a child |
| How did it end up like this |
| Cut his life a little short |
| Took his childhood bliss |
| A rage of death is near |
| Psychotic pulse I fear |
| Never stopped for anyone |
| Always had my way |
| Brought back to reality |
| Insanity was displayed |
| Didn’t know how far I got |
| 'Till I was almost done |
| Now there is no turning back |
| The urge is way too fun |
| Fear is always spoken |
| It creeps without demand |
| Leaves the door wide open |
| With domination at its hand |
| All your dreams are broken |
| No one ever understands |
| The smell of fear unspoken |
| It’s destructions first command |
| Lured into the gutter |
| Where extortion was the plan |
| Well too young to realize |
| The violence of her crime |
| Murder was the subject |
| And children were her prey |
| Left a bloody massacre |
| Well known to this day |
| A rage of death is near |
| Psychotic pulse I fear |
| Denial was her weapon |
| Cared for no one but herself |
| The axe, a form of justice |
| To this world in which she fell |
| Anger was not mild |
| Aggression without delay |
| Armageddon will then follow |
| Well that’s the price that you just pay |
| Fear is always spoken |
| It creeps without demand |
| Leaves the door wide open |
| With domination at its hand |
| All your dreams are broken |
| No one ever understands |
| The smell of fear unspoken |
| It’s destructions first command |
| A rage of death is here |
| Psychotic pulse I fear |
| A rage of death is here |
| Psychotic pulse I fear |
| Savage torture will hunt in the night |
| Hungry for blood |
| She strikes with delight |
| Anxiously, always waiting for pain |
| Massacred millions it runs in her veins |
| A rage of death is near |
| Psychotic pulse I fear |
| Tables slightly turning |
| The hunter becomes the prey |
| Doesn’t feel quite right |
| When she’s the one that they will slay |
| Tables slightly turning |
| The hunter becomes the prey |
| It doesn’t feel quite right |
| When she’s the one that they will slay |
| Fear is always spoken |
| It creeps without demand |
| Leaves the door wide open |
| With domination at its hand |
| All your dreams are broken |
| No one ever understands |
| The smell of fear unspoken |
| It’s destructions first command |